Grandpa danced inside and chanted with great gods.

Beiyuan Nanfeng lay on the floor for a while, then got up again and tried to communicate with the system.

Anyway, many novels are written in this way.

He will give it a try.

The result...of course it's useless.

In this temple, the chanting and the ringing of the gods stopped unknowingly.

Beiyuan Nanfeng didn't notice it, and he still tried to communicate with the system - in fact, he was talking to himself, and he actually had a lot of inner dramas.

until.

The feeling of being oppressed came from the head.

Beiyuan Nanfeng came to his senses.

"Brother Yes, why do I lie on your head? I always feel like I'm placing my toes on my snacks on the window..."

Natsume Mio sat behind Kitahara Nanfeng, raised her head, imitated him to fold his hands and lay on his head.

But her height is a bit worse than that of Beiyuan and Nanfeng.

This made her posture look a little weird.

She almost had to half-squat up before she could reach his head.

"Why don't you stand and try it?" Beiyuan Nanfeng made a suggestion.

"No, it's like lying on a table."

"I'm sorry for my head that wide."

"It's not that wide, actually."

Natsume Mio smiled a little embarrassedly, and two shallow dimples emerged.

The Beiyuan Nanfeng, who was sitting straight, suddenly bent down.

Mio Natsume was finally able to free herself from the half-squat position and could lie on his head more comfortably.

She adjusted her arm, placed her chin on her brother's head, looked at the scenery outside the edge, and whispered: "Ah, I'm really saved."

“…”

There are still many people visiting the shrine.

Originally, Beiyuan Nanfeng was eye-catching enough to sit there.

Now Mio Natsume sat behind him very girlishly and lay on his head, which was even more eye-catching.

Those who came to visit were actually quite surprised.

They have heard of the situation of the Natsume family and have a certain understanding of their adopted son.

But the relationship between the two brothers and sisters was so good that they really didn't expect it.

"It's over?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng ignored the eyes of the people around him and asked.

"It's over... By the way, Brother Yi, I'll ask, are you really trying to become a clergyman? "

"Well, although there are some other reasons."

Mio Natsume teased: "Then I will ask again, what makes the righteous brother who was pretending to be dead at the beginning become like this."

"Probably because after these days of getting along, I found that I like you quite a bit. After all, ordinary women will only affect my speed of drawing my sword, but rich women won't. Please give me money, so..."

“Hey…”

Natsume Mio showed a disgusting expression: "Although I don't understand it very much, I feel so disgusting."

"Sorry, I'm such a person."

"Brother Yes, your tall image has collapsed."

"If it collapses, it collapses. That's what I think anyway."

Kitanohara Nanfeng smiled: "But to be honest, I really like you very much. Although this feeling has not been around for a long time, I hate attending funerals, especially those I know."

Beiyuan Nanfeng's smile slowly calmed down. He looked into the distance and thought of something, saying, "But that's it, I only attended a funeral. That was my only relative. It felt very depressing. When standing in front of the spiritual platform, people would even feel like 'It's better for the dead one to be myself'."

Beiyuan Nanfeng actually remembered the scene when he passed away, the person who adopted him.

Mio Natsume thought he was talking about his mother.

She held Beiyuan Nanfeng's head and recalled the funeral that day.

The tall figure wearing a school uniform and standing silently in the distance.

Mio Natsume whispered: "I don't like it either."

Kitahara Nanfeng added: "Of course, in addition to the reasons on your side, I have some reasons why I have to do this. In addition, I don't know if it is accurate or not, I think I want to... become extraordinary."

“…righteous brother.”

"Um?"

"You suddenly said this and it was so devastating to the atmosphere."

“…”

"Also, brother-in-law, hello to be the second place."

Beiyuan Nanfeng said directly: "Get up, get out."

"Hey..." Natsume Mio couldn't help laughing.

"Can you speak?"

"I'm wrong."

Natsume Mio apologized, although she was not sincere.

Then.

The two were silent for a while.

"Actually, I'm not good. I'm still very scared now, brother."

Natsume Mio adjusted her sitting position, let go of his head, turned to tilt her head, lay on his shoulder, and murmured, "You asked me just now how okay, I'm lying, I'm not good.

I thought I was dead at that time. I blamed you at that time. After that, I was still scared and I was always afraid that someone would come to you again. So yesterday I stayed by your side all night. In fact, the purpose was not just to worry about you. I think you will protect me and feel safe staying by your side...

The same was true before. After all, I bought you a cell phone and gave you money. I just wanted you to stay by my side, so I would be safe.

It's very disgusting, right? He obviously has such a little thought, but he looks like he cares about you."

"I don't hate such little thoughts. Next I will become a clergy. You don't have to feel guilty."

Mio Natsume murmured: "Well, I'm really saved... Please give me some advice next, brother."

"?" Beiyuan Nanfeng suddenly felt something was wrong with her mood.

But she didn't wait for her to think more.

Natsume Mio suddenly stood up: "Go in, brother Yi, wait for grandpa to shout again."

She said, pulling up Beiyuan Nanfeng.

The two re-entered the hall.

The grandfathers of the two were standing in front of the divine body, with crutches aside, holding a shallow bowl in both hands, which contained scarlet liquid...it seemed to be blood.

I saw the north wind coming in.

The old man raised the shallow bowl.

"Drink it."

"Ask a pity, what is this?" Beiyuan Nanfeng took the shallow bowl with both hands, looked at his grandfather, and asked.

“MiO’s blood.

Words cannot deceive the gods, but blood can do it.

If you fail to be chosen in ‘Resurrection’ and want to be the God’s choice, then you will only have the only way to deceive the gods.

Drink it, on the blood level, you will become the brother of Mio's compatriot."

"Hey, is there any such setting?" Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at the liquid in the shallow bowl and was a little surprised.

"Did you go back on your word?"

"……without."

The north land Nanfeng was just surprised.

It doesn’t matter if the compatriots and different compatriots are not as hungry as he is…

"Then drink it."
To be continued...